So the other day I was riding my bike to school, and one minute I was sitting up riding, and the next minute BAM! I was lying on the ground. After I finally sat up I could still see my bike still just cruising down the street, and it even made a turn. My first thought naturally was "I've been robbed by an invisible bandit!"
But after I saw the bike fall I realized that there were no invisible bandits riding it. I soon discovered that my bike seat just fell right off. The stainless steel screw that was holding it on, had just snapped right in half. Since I was riding with no hands, it was just a clean fall with no interference, straight from my bike seat right to the ground. When I told Kerri, she just laughed and laughed, and patted my belly. Luckily, I was wearing my helmet (as all obese bikers should do regularly).
It reminded me of a few other biking incidents that I've had in the past. One being the time a bug flew in my mouth, but when I spit it out, I turned my head a little too forcefully and flipped my bike sideways. Really cool to watch, I bet it was especially cool from a distance.
Another time I tried to ride my bike around the island of Oahu, and my bike literally fell to pieces. First the pedals fell off leaving two little stubs that bore holes in my shoes, the brakes never worked, I think two of the gears worked...maybe. But I finally had to throw in the towel half way around the island when the seat fell off for good.
Anyhow... if anyone wants to pitch in to my "Buy Brad a really nice bike" fund, donations are being accepted.
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